220 Quotes by Elle Kennedy

Men really need to stop telling women what they mean or don’t mean.

Unbelievable. Every girl at this college would cut her frickin’ arm off to help me out. But this one? Runs away like I just asked her to murder a cat so we could sacrifice it to Satan.

A howl rips out of his mouth. “Lady canal?

My cock tents in my pants and nudges the porcelain, needing to make contact with something, anything.

What are you doing?” I whisper. “Well, you were looking at me like you wanted me to kiss you.” His blue eyes become heavy-lidded. “So I was thinking I might do that.

I can’t remember the last time I got high. I don’t do it often, but honestly? If any night merits some weed-induced serenity, it’s this one. “Oh, fine. Give it to me.” I stick out my hand before I can second-guess myself.

It doesn’t matter which direction I move my head because everywhere I look I see penises.

I call the shots.” He smirked at her. “And that rule extends to the bedroom. I decide how fast we go, what we do, where we do it, who joins us.” A wicked gleam sparked in his eyes. “I get total control.

There’s nothing childish about me, sweetheart.